It had been a rough day, so when I walked into the party I was very chalant, despite my efforts to appear gruntled and consolate. I was furling my wieldy umbrella for the coat check when I saw her standing alone in a corner. She was a descript person, a woman in a state of total array. Her hair was kempt, her clothing shevelled, and she moved in a gainly way.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2449 | 2025-08-21 12:20:15 | 79.88 | 98% |
| 2325 | 2025-05-20 03:48:47 | 86.07 | 98.9% |
| 1572 | 2025-02-12 12:56:15 | 94.52 | 99.2% |
| 181 | 2025-01-02 11:23:37 | 82.99 | 98.4% |